Chapter Sixty

Ayva’s POV

“I’m still not in support of this date. Can you not go out today? I have a bad feeling about this.” Olivia said in distaste, our eyes meeting in the mirror as I carefully applied my mascara to my lashes.

“It’s not a date. We’ll only be having coffee.” I told her for the nth time. “As friends, Liv, just friends.” I quickly added.

A week had passed since Justin and I had that conversation on the rooftop. It was also the last time I’d seen him. That day, I hadn’t expected him to follow me up there. After he ignored me, I’d told myself that I deserved it, that I had no right to have expected him to acknowledge me, I’d thought he hated me but when I saw him behind me on the rooftop, I thought that maybe I was wrong about him.

I confessed my feelings for him that day, freeing myself from the burden of unrequited feelings. I’d realized over the years that not expressing my emotions and facing his rejection head-on had made it nearly impossible for me to move forward. I couldn't